A sharp, piercing sound echoed.

A small point of light condensed around Ashies.

Frost shimmered for an instant before radiating outward, engulfing the fortress in blinding brilliance.

As the light gradually faded, the transformed battlefield revealed itself.

The entire fortress was frozen under an unforgiving chill. Apart from a handful of powerful orcs, the rest stood as lifeless ice statues, unable to resist the overwhelming cold.

The stronghold of the dark orcs had turned into a frozen winter wasteland.

Yet, it was not chaos.

The threatened slaves remained unharmed, and even Karami was unaffected by the icy aura. Ashies understood clearly who she needed to protect—and who she had to destroy.

"Haa…"

At the center of the frozen fortress, Ashies exhaled, releasing a plume of frost.@@novelbin@@

Fragments of ice orbited around her like satellites, and the edges of her dress stretched into delicate sheets of frost.

At first glance, she appeared unchanged—save for one detail. An unshakable resolve gleamed in her icy-blue eyes.

This was the very willpower Valcrash had sought to unearth in her.

And yet, he could not laugh triumphantly.

A warning blared in his mind.

What had changed?

He couldn’t tell, but he knew—this was no longer the same lifeless doll.

Valcrash gripped his axe and braced himself.

Ashies fixed her gaze upon him.

Tilting her head slightly, she then lowered her stance and kicked off the frozen ground, gliding forward as if skating on ice.

Valcrash raised his axe high and brought it down. Ashies met the strike, her ice sword held horizontally to block the blow.

The clash of metal rang out in the frozen wasteland, announcing the resumption of battle.

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